(Who loves the fire--hued, smoke blooms of Hell's Land?)
And always Fear feeds Feeling's grotesque growths
Till Soul's Eye on its own creation looks
As on eternal Truth.
Then Truth and Nature, Deity and Man
Evolve dread enmity and horrors multiple,
And Soul flees terror-stricken on to Death.
Oh, I will rule heart's Feeling for good Life,
Given Soul's Mind for this--naught else:
That Reason may re--think the Beautiful and Happiness
And see eternal Truth and Truth-Fact as my lovers--
Veracious Guardian Angels guiding all my way--
Cooperative, like the brain and heart of body,
To lead my soul on Courage (not on Death)
And make me worth the skill
Of the illimitable years--a Mind--Man, whole!
--THE AUTHOR.
CHAPTER II.
FEAR AND REASON.
"In civilized life it has at last become possible for large
numbers of people to pass from the cradle to the grave without
ever having had a pang of genuine fear. Many of us need an attack
of mental disease to teach us the meaning of the word.
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